Then Steve mentioned that I got him ready a little early considering Sacrament meeting wasn't until 4.

The chances of him spitting up or having a blow out and ruining his outfit were very likely.

So daddy and I were on extreme caution to keep him clean.

We did very good--only two close calls (and both within 45minutes of leaving for church!)

Close call number one: daddy changing Cohen's diaper. Just as he is about to strap on the new one, Cohen let's it fly squirting daddy all over. But somehow none of the pee got on Cohen. Just daddy. Nice aim Cohen ;)

Close call number two: fifteen minutes before we leave for church. Steve is just tying his tie and I am putting on my skirt when all of the sudden we hear our sweet son (who was lying on our bed) just rip the juiciest fart. Now he has never had a blow out yet...some close calls, but nonetheless never a blow out. I was almost certain this was going to be the first. I was like, "Are you kidding me." Anyway, I go and assess the damage to find a VERY loaded diaper but luckily no poo on the outfit.

So we get him all cleaned up and just as we are putting him in his carseat...he gets very upset and just cries! So we left five minutes early so we could drive around a little longer. This put him to sleep.

We arrived a church, and our little Cobear slept the whole time. What a lil angel he is.
Then, just as soon as we got home he woke up and was hungry. Good boy, sleep during church...eat right when he gets home.

While waiting for food, I SUDDENLY had my first contraction. Steve pulled out his
phone and began timing them. They were 30 seconds long and every 6 minutes.

Then we went to the $store so Steve could get a container for his mechatronics project.
I nearly thought my water was going to break there in the isle!

9:00pm Upon getting home (Steve gets his stopwatch and straps it on ;) we put on the movie RV
to try to get my mind off things (and to snuggle). Well, contractions increased to being 1
minute long every 4-5 minutes.

11:00pm Contractions still 1 minute long but now definitely every 4 minutes (the whole 411 rule)

Steve was SO incredible. He would hold my hand during each contraction and look me in
the eye. He was so Strong (throughout ALL of labor and delivery).

In between contractions, he grabbed our hospital bags and snacks and such and loaded
the Pilot.

11:50pm I threw up. (Now I NEVER threw up. SO this was a huge feat). Who knew that throwing
up was part of labor.

12:30AM Headed to hospital. I was dilated to a 3.5 and so I had to walk for 2 hours around the hall.
Walking when you are having contractions is like Hell. I hated my nurses for telling me I
had to walk. (Even though I know that is what they had to do, the pain was excruciating).